It is the noblest of feelings
and is always the lowest.
It grows under selflessness,
giving thrives and flourishes,
each day, with understanding.
Your site is next to love ,
because she is also love.
Only the righteous can have friends,
because the friendship, the lightest of the calculations pity.
As is well reserved for the elect,
the feeling is more misunderstood
and worst interpreted.
It does not support shadows,
folds or hardiness,
not resign ...
It only supports a lot of affection and love.
Thanks to Deysi for this poem about friendship.